[Intro – brief filtered guitar, no extended vocals] [Verse 1 – smooth harmonized sing-rap, cocky and intimate] I leave the bar when the bottle’s dry White dust stuck to a midnight grin You smell her perfume on my shirt I tell one joke and you let me in I got apologies memorized Every pause, every perfect line I say, “Baby, you’re the only one” While another name lights up my phone behind [Pre-Chorus – rising harmonies] I don’t mean to cut this deep But I do, I do You keep reaching for the truth I keep talking through [Chorus – explosive full band, gang vocals on “heartbreaker”] I’m a stupid fucking heartbreaker (heartbreaker) But I can’t say I don’t love it I can’t say I don’t love it I’m a stupid fucking heartbreaker (heartbreaker) And I know I look like trouble But I can’t say I don’t love it [Verse 2 – heavier drums, darker harmonized delivery] Your texts stack up while I’m getting high Face down beside an empty glass You swore this time you’d change the locks I showed up smiling, so you let it pass I wear my damage like designer clothes Make a tragedy look good on me I make confession feel like foreplay Then sell it back as honesty [Pre-Chorus – wider harmonies] I don’t mean to cut this deep But I do, I do You keep reaching for the truth I keep talking through [Chorus – larger guitars, layered vocals] I’m a stupid fucking heartbreaker (heartbreaker) But I can’t say I don’t love it I can’t say I don’t love it I’m a stupid fucking heartbreaker (heartbreaker) And I know I look like trouble But I can’t say I don’t love it [Bridge – half-time, close-mic confession] Maybe someday I’ll be clean Maybe someday I’ll stay Maybe I’ll stop chasing numb Through every pill and every name But tonight I want the thrill Of a promise I can split I’m a wreck with pretty teeth And I bite when I kiss [Brief Guitar Break – four bars only, building directly into final chorus] [Final Chorus – biggest delivery, no repeated extension] I’m a stupid fucking heartbreaker (heartbreaker) But I can’t say I don’t love it I can’t say I don’t love it I’m a stupid fucking heartbreaker (heartbreaker) And I know I look like trouble But I can’t say I don’t love it [Outro – one guitar hit, immediate ending] I know exactly what I’m doing.
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